"Brother Chen, you should call me Shaolong. Didn't you ask me to call you brother last time?"

"Don't, don't, I was confused last time, I was confused..."

"Anyway, I call you brother."

"Don't……"

"Brother Chen, tell me, what do you want from me? No money?"

"Not really..."

"Just tell me. You have also seen Virgo's message. Since he asked me to take charge of the work, I will take charge of it. If there is any problem, I will take responsibility for it."

"Shao Long, I'm so ashamed..."

"Say it."

"It's not that the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, so what..."

"Want to get more bonuses?"

"You also know that everyone was very poor before..."

"Do you have a plan?"

"Yes, yes, yes..."

"show me."

"well."

Chen Qingquan hurriedly took the folder over.

Zhang Yong opened it. It was filled with the amount of money to be distributed. The field staff who had just joined the job were preparing to distribute five cents...

"Five cents?"

"Do you think it's a bit much?"

"Squad captain, two yuan of French currency?"

"Too much?"

"No. You are so picky. How can you do it..."

"Hey, Shaolong, things are different these days! In the past, you were here with us, bringing back lots of silver dollars. But now, you have gone to the Air Force, and we are having a hard time eating.

Yes, I only have a little surplus grain in the warehouse, and I don’t dare to spend more..."

"I understand. I will handle this matter."

"Okay. Okay! Don't worry, Shaolong, I will arrange for people to clean up the place in Section 5 at any time. If you come back at any time, there will be hot food and hot water."

Chen Qingquan suddenly became happy and started to take credit.

Zhang Yong smiled. He picked up the pen and changed all the numbers above.

Mid-Autumn Festival is a big festival.

It often happens together with the National Day...ah, no, I got it wrong in time and space.

No matter what, don't neglect it.

Since I, Zhang Yong, have been asked to take charge of the work, I don’t know much about serious matters, so I will be responsible for distributing money.

In fact...

Change everything for me!

There are plenty of legal tenders. Send them quickly!

If you don’t use it now, it will depreciate in value later and no one will want it if you give it away.

For those who have just joined the job, each person will receive five yuan in French currency.

For more than half a year, 10 yuan per person.

For those who are over one year old, 20 per person.

Team leaders, regardless of their age, are each thirty.

Team leader level, 50 per person.

For section chiefs and above, 100 per person.

Virgo...

Also give one. Five hundred.

Mao Renfeng will be given according to the section chief level, but with an extra fifty. He will be given 150 French currency.

This is equivalent to telling Mao Renfeng clearly that these 50 yuan of French currency were extra arranged by me, Zhang Yong. The money is not much, but you, Secretary Mao, have face!

"this……"

Chen Qingquan was a little worried.

With such a big stroke of a pen, a lot of legal currency was spent.

"What's wrong?"

"No. Shaolong. This, the total amount is a bit big..."

"many people?"

"It's a little bit much..."

"Is there a roster? Show it to me. Let me see how many people there are."

"immediately."

Chen Qingquan immediately arranged for someone to pick up the roster.

As a result, Zhang Yong was a little stunned when he received a thick five-volume book. Is the secret service expanded that much?

Boss Dai won't be so anxious, right? Are you going to expand like crazy now?

I picked up the roster and took a rough look at it, and found that I had indeed underestimated Boss Dai's ambition.

The Intelligence Section has three groups, and the Operations Group has twelve groups. Oh my god, this is a total of seven more groups! This is equivalent to an increase of several hundred people.

However, these are the small heads. In addition to the action group, there are a large number of other auxiliary departments.

Basically, if you add a combat field officer, you will need to add three more people. Or even more.

Zhang Yong vaguely remembered that when he first joined the Secret Service, the entire Secret Service had only about 1,000 people.

However, more than a year has passed and the list of people on the roster has expanded to more than 5,000 people. There are still some people who are not on the roster.

No wonder Chen Qingquan wanted to shout for help.

Indeed. One yuan of legal currency per person is at least 5,000 yuan.

Except for Zhang Yong, no one seems to be so wealthy. Suddenly, I feel like I have been fooled?

Could it be that Virgo asked him to take charge of the work and deliberately let himself pay?

Hey, these old guys are so cunning.

But, it doesn't matter anymore.

Making money and making money are Zhang Yong's strengths.

He could get tens of thousands of French coins or something with his eyes closed. He didn't even pay attention to it.

"Don't be nervous. You don't have to pay."

"That……"

"When the time comes, arrange for a few people to go out with me to catch spies. The benefits will be there."

"Isn't this simple? The entire Secret Service is on call at any time. You can send anyone."

"Where's Yang Zhi?"

"Going to Kunming. Establishing Kunming Station."

"Going so far?"

"Virgo has great foresight!"

"That's true."

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

To say that Boss Dai was plotting against Zhang Yong, it probably wasn't the case this time.

It is indeed Boss Dai who is spreading the business across the country.

The former Fuxing Society Secret Service had its power in several big cities along the coast, with Songhu and Pingjin as the core.

There are very few other stations. There are only two lower-level stations in Hankou and Hong Kong Island. They are actually offices. They are completely incomparable to the Shanghai station.

In fact, there is only one liaison office in Chongqing. There is not even an office.
To be continued...